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Nov 30, 2011 01:50

i am always thirsty. where you touched me feigning any emotion.
no room for reason between our lips.
no place for love between your fingers and mine.

my eyes are open; rush of blood and chemical responses drown in our dreams. wearily awaking to cuts and bruises in the morning.
your clothes on the floor and you want to forget what you do not remember.

Truth is a chemical embrace that keeps me safe and disconnected from everyone.
and chases away any feeling with dark red lines.

held against his icy skin; numbness bleeds through me and softens the blow. like being in love for the first time. nothing is forever.
but it was worth it just to know a little warmth before the snow.
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